and all their words for glory
well they always sounded empty
well they always sounded empty
With the setting of the sun came a welcome reprieve to its relentless heat. Of course, the interior side of the Court’s citadel could provide just that, as could the heavy tree line that bordered Delumine. But for a warrior such as Ulric, such areas did not provide an unobstructed view of his surroundings. As a warrior to the Dawn, it was his duty to keep a vigilant eye out for any telltale signs of trouble so that he could put a swift end to it, or if he were unable, do everything in his power to protect its denizens and get them out of harm’s way.
But as the setting sun cast a brilliant display of reds, purples and pinks across the cerulean sky above, Ulric knew that the last bit of sunlight would soon perish and douse the land in darkness, save for the dim light of the waning moon. Though his time in Novus had thus been short, it seemed a peaceful place to call home, but the roan knew better than to believe that peace could be everlasting. Trouble had always seemed to follow him no matter where he wandered, and it would only be luck that it didn’t come traipsing after him here. For the sake of Delumine alone, he prayed that it did not.
Having found an outcropping of rocks, it was there that Ulric sought to post himself up for the duration of night. Unfurling his wings partially from his sides, he used them to aid in keeping himself balanced as he ventured up the height of it. From there, he would be able to get the best view possible across the expanse of flatlands, and with the citadel settled within view behind him, he would be able to act at once should anything arise.
It would be a long and lonely night with only the stars as his company, but hopefully it would be a serene one – at least it would mean he was tending to his duties as he ought to be.
"Speech"
But as the setting sun cast a brilliant display of reds, purples and pinks across the cerulean sky above, Ulric knew that the last bit of sunlight would soon perish and douse the land in darkness, save for the dim light of the waning moon. Though his time in Novus had thus been short, it seemed a peaceful place to call home, but the roan knew better than to believe that peace could be everlasting. Trouble had always seemed to follow him no matter where he wandered, and it would only be luck that it didn’t come traipsing after him here. For the sake of Delumine alone, he prayed that it did not.
Having found an outcropping of rocks, it was there that Ulric sought to post himself up for the duration of night. Unfurling his wings partially from his sides, he used them to aid in keeping himself balanced as he ventured up the height of it. From there, he would be able to get the best view possible across the expanse of flatlands, and with the citadel settled within view behind him, he would be able to act at once should anything arise.
It would be a long and lonely night with only the stars as his company, but hopefully it would be a serene one – at least it would mean he was tending to his duties as he ought to be.
"Speech"
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